you're all my heart ever talks about // closed

allura lightwood // fae florist

sadie stone // witch bookkeeper

The arrangement laying on the counter today was made up of daisies: red, yellow, pink, white, orange. Daisies had always been Sadie's favourite, so it immediately brightened up her mood from an awful exam earlier that morning. The note attached read only "XOXO" just like every other note left that she kept inside a box in her apartment. There were flowers waiting for her almost every shift she had at the bookstore; sometimes just one flower, sometimes a bundle like this one. She kept the flowers too, dried them out and pressed them flat in a book that, by now, was getting pretty thick. She almost didn't want to know who was sending them too her. Almost.

"Give me like, five minutes, Linda and I'll be right back!" she called to the store owner, a wonderful middle aged woman with dirty blonde curly hair and a bright smile that seemed to never leave her face. Sadie walked outside the bookstore and ran across the street without looking - it wasn't a really busy street, so she was never really worried - and headed inside the flower shop who's name was printed on the stationary notes left with the flowers. It was always the same girl working the shop whenever Sadie would steal a glance over. The girl was much more beautiful than Sadie had ever really noticed and had these amazing brown eyes. "Excuse me?" she asked, walking up to the counter with the note in her hand. "I've been getting these flowers for quite some time now, and I'm a little, um, curious as to know who has been leaving them for me. Is there anyway you could find that out? Like maybe they left a number or something, I don't know. So I could get in contact with them?"

Allura had arrived at the shop early, opening it up with a key that had been given to her by the shop's owner, who happened to be her older sister. They switched off working there inbetween school, and whenever the other was more busy, they would cover the other's shifts. They'd had the shop in their family for years, and it had been passed down and handled by many of the family members. She juggled her keys in one hand and a hot coffee in another, flicking on the lights as she passed through and set her things down at the counter. Allura tucked her hair behind her ears and then set to work, watering flowers and wandering through the aisles, her fingertips dancing across the soft petals of all of the flowers that they had there. She plucked the ones that seemed to sing to her especially lovely that day, quickly putting together a bouquet of daises of warm colors, pretty, deep reds and cheery, bright yellows. Once she had finished, she tied them together and picked a piece of stationary, writing out an "xoxo" as she always did.

It was then that she carried them across the street, giving a little wave to the owner of the bookstore, Linda, as she placed them on the counter and left. She did this daily, getting some little joy out of leaving something for the pretty girl that worked there. She was too nervous to encounter her face to face, so she was content to keep trying to leave her varying flowers and bouquets anonymously, just to let her know that someone was there that wanted to make her smile. Allura returned to the shop smiling softly to herself, and she hummed as she busied herself with all of the orders that had come in, arranging flowers and dancing around the shop as she did so, plucking the flowers delicately that she needed and piecing them together. She had just finished the last of her coffee when someone walked into the store, sounding the little bell that was there. She looked up, adjusting the glasses that she had that had slipped down her nose, and gave a little smile when she saw that it was the pretty girl from across the way.

She had been wondering how long it would take her to finally make the journey over, as she was being quite obvious by leaving the stationary that had the shop's name on it accompanied with the flowers. Although the sight of her made her heart start beating faster, she tried not to let it show, and tried to remain nonchalant and unassuming. "What's your name, sweetheart?" Allura asked with a smile, and upon hearing it, she pretended to pull out the book that they kept the records of all of the flower's orders in. She knew that it wasn't in there, but she didn't want to give herself up quite yet. She moved her finger down the page, trying to seem like she was searching for her name, and stopped at someone random, moving to pull out a piece of paper and a pen. She instead wrote down her own number quickly before handing it over. "Here you are. They've been sending these flowers for awhile, and have told me that they wouldn't mind me giving their number out if you wanted to speak with them. Good luck, darling," Allura said, a smile spreading over her lips once more.

It took Sadie a moment to realise the girl had responded to her, "Sadie, uh, Sadie Stone," she answered, trying not to physically melt at this girl's smile. It was stunning and bright and looked to be filled with everything good in the world. She lightly held at the hematite stone that hung on a thin necklace around her neck, twisting it gently back and forth on the chain. The stone was supposed to ease anxiety, but she couldn't remember the last time she charged it and it felt like it really wasn't helping her in this situation. Allura was the name on the tag pinned to the girl's shirt. Devine. That was what the name meant and it couldn't have fit her any better. Sadie was just in complete awe. Why hadn't she come over to the store sooner? Why hadn't she met this beautiful girl before?

"Thanks," she managed out with a smile when Allura handed her the piece of paper. "I mean it, really, thank you! I just, I feel like I really need to get in contact with whomever this is!" Was she rambling? Sadie felt like she was rambling. She gave the girl one last smile before turning around, taking a few steps away from the counter and pulling her phone out from her backpocket. After quickly typing in the number and double checking she got all the digits correct, she pressed the little green button on the screen to dial and held the phone up to her ear.

Allura nodded her head with a hum as the pretty girl thanked her, and she watched as she took a few steps away from the counter and pulled her phone out. She rose an eyebrow at that, looking to her phone currently sitting on the counter in front of her and looking back and forth between them. She watched as the screen lit up and the chime that she had set for her ring tone went off, and she picked the phone up and pressed the green button to answer. "Hello?" She said, smiling now as she looked to the girl in front of her that was on the other end of the phone call, and on the receiving end of all of her flowers. "Looks like my cover's been blown," Allura said with a little giggle, still talking into the phone as she looked over at the other girl and watched her reaction to finding out it was her all along.

It was a little funny to hear a phone she assumed was the beautiful girl's, ringing in the shop as Sadie dialed the number given to her. She spun around right as the caller answered and she heard the echo of the girl's voice through her phone. Slowly, she lowered the phone from her ear a smile appearing on her already slightly shocked face. "It was you sending me all those flowers?" she asked, eyes widening just a tiny bit more as the realisation of it all sunk in.

It made sense now: the flowers were always fresh when she got them, never ones left there over a day or even a few hours so the person sending them knew she would be in that day, knew her schedule pretty well. The flower shop was directly across from the bookstore she worked at, so this beautiful girl knew the regular days she worked. Sadie couldn't be happier with finding out it was her.

"Well, I don't think I could have a better admirer, and I'm real happy you didn't turn out to be a creep!" Sadie let out a little nervous laugh, now slightly self-conscious. She hadn't been expecting it to be Allura; she had expected it to be someone whom she could meet up with and take time to make herself look a little better looking than how she was right now. Gods, jeans ripped at the knees and a silly Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle t-shirt definitely wasn't something she would have picked out to wear meeting the person that sent her flowers. "Wow, sorry. I'm just kinda in shock right now. Um, it's a good thing though! Really a good thing, just wow."